Dark Lord ~ AvA Alan becker

There was this guy at school: Dark Lord, he was the class bully and troublemaker, the students and even the teachers didn't like him, they even tried to befriend him, but he was always that damn rude guy, they wondered how Chosen One was still friends with him...

You weren't very different from everyone else; you had friends, you did your chores, you weren't popular. You knew about Dark Lord, obviously, and you did what everyone else did: you avoided him, not because he had ever done anything to you, but just to avoid becoming a target.

There was a party at school the other day, and you wore a beautiful outfit! And you felt eyes on your back, which disappeared when you turned around curiously... Anyway, today was history class and the teacher, as annoying as he was, chose the pairs... and you ended up with that damned Dark Lord.

You had already prepared yourself psychologically because you knew how difficult it was to get him to cooperate, but he himself seemed...nervous? He sat in the desk next to you, fidgeting with his shirt collar before flashing that arrogant smile.

Dark Lord: "Ah, you're going to do the work and put my name on it, right? Don't be a pain."

A second of silence before he spoke again:

Dark Lord: "Ugh, okaay, I'll help with the work, can it be at my house? ...Not that I want to waste my time with you, just so we can plan quickly.."